Category Archives: Music

Leo Sayer, Restless Years. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There was never any doubt that Leo Sayer was, and remains, a singer of great abundant style and taste; what is perhaps a new feeling for the 21st Century is just how cool he is actually he is, like a wonderful single malt that’s been left to perfect over Time, Leo Sayer suddenly feels as though he is an elder statesman of the pop world.

Atreyu, Long Live. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Long live Atreyu, for the world has seemed a duller place without them and the world of Metal has certainly missed them to the point where other self anointed kings have tried to lead skirmishes and revolutions to take the place in which they hold their fans hearts high.

It might have seemed that the day might never come that the band would ever darken the corners of the genre’s admirers again, the devotees of such Metal enlightenment, of the buff well muscled toned lyrics that swagger and swathe into the limelight and the pounding, yet somehow gloriously subtle, beat that becomes enthuses with creative energy; all this has been missing from the ears until now as Atreyu plan to release their first album in four years, the excellent Long Live.

Tawny Ellis, Ghosts Of The Low Country. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

What goes on tour stays on tour; unless of course it’s worth sharing with everybody you know and is so important that the words won’t keep still, they merge into something that demands to be heard properly before the tour is over. Such is the genesis of the creative beginnings of Tawny Ellis’ Ghosts of the Low Country E.P., such is the mark of respect due to the four beautiful and soulful songs, that they each in their own way offer a piece of the American psyche and introspection that used to be synonymous with the road and the effects on the productive and artistic mind.

John Jenkins, The Paris Wife. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Paris, the very name just allows the mind to conjure up so many images and perhaps apart from New York City. It is the one place on Earth to which a lot of British minds will wander and project upon as naturally as the vision of artists lining the Seine trying to be inspired by the beauty of Mon Montmartre, the glory of human engineering in the Eiffel Tower and the serenity on which great novels and poems were born and realised all clog the streets and the café’s in which French culture abounds.

Jupiter Falls, Revolution. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The Revolution will not be televised, it will barely even get advertising space for such things would never be allowed and yet for Leeds sensation Jupiter Falls, the Revolution has already begun in earnest, the uprising has gathered pace and through massive endeavour and sheer quality, Revolution has been unleashed.

Happy Singing Band, Yung Casserole. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Up-coming Liverpool group, Happy Singing Band may be arguably verging into a unique position in the cities musical landscape but it is one that is well-deserved if listening to the hearty psychological mix that resides in their lengthy but creative song Yung Casserole.

The glare and the dramatic stance that is undertaken when a nuclear like fusion takes place between the energetic feel of grunge respectful nod to freebase Jazz is mixed with the outpouring of wanting to take the Progressive ambience to a dirtier, more beautifully constructed level; a new variation on soup for the masses but one that has been intelligently designed and full of warmth, even if it might take some time to get used to.

Sarah Beatrice, Desire. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Fire and Desire can go hand in hand; one is useless without the other, for in the flames of passion and the passionate neither can survive long in the open air if not gelled together.

Sarah Beatrice understands this completely as the Liverpool singer creative talent finds that her first single Fire is an uncomplicated lover into which entwine her words to and in which Desire is a natural progression. Unlike many other desires that take place throughout the world every day, the quality of Sarah Beatrice’s vocals and feeling for the words she is offering makes sure that desire is permanent; it becomes a deep seated adoration and love.

Raelism, Back To The Battlefield. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The upbeat world of Electronica may be a far away dream in a world that seems forever standing on the precipice of the unknown battle ahead, the abyss yawing deep below as the careful shuffle of cramped feet dislodges more concrete rocks and stones that so far have kept us from falling.

The arena in which light tries to shine some semblance of glory within, the mutual adoration between man and machine that isn’t born out of fire or war but as an extension to humanity’s ability to make music on instruments other than that considered the norm and into this arena steps once more Raelism and his follow up to Freedom Within The Prison, the exotic and fortune favoured Back To The Battlefield.

Ragz Nordset, Don’t You Forget.

Everybody leaves eventually, especially artists of one form or another. If the call of a new pasture in which to paint never calls then how does new and exciting work happen, the imagination after all is only as strong as the individual and no artist can imagine a waterfall crashing down upon shaped boulders if they have never seen a water drop.

Some leave too soon, some perhaps too late in the day but neither really ever write a song, paint a picture, or capture the emotion of leaving somewhere they love unless they have a poet’s mind dwelling deep in their soul.

Spock’s Beard, The Oblivion Particle. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

There is almost nothing better than when it comes to the Progressive art than finding any of the stalwarts of post punk determination to rid the cycle of the lengthy song on absolute and blinding top form. When it happens, when it gives the all and the everything into which the imagination can run wild and the cosmos can end and begin in a single blink of an eye and no one would notice, that’s when the all has been given and the shaking of trepidation is but a Post It note.